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Raiden Thorn had been free for four weeks.
Four weeks with a borrowed name, a manufactured identity, and memories that only went back six years: to a research facility where they tried to erase what they’d created.
It hadn’t been enough time to disappear.
But when a mining station executive labeled him indigent, Raiden was conscripted into the Navy and assigned to the patrol ship Narwhal, just as tensions with the Scylding reached a breaking point.
Then strange things started happening. Sensors malfunctioned. Something in the data hinted at new technology.
Raiden saw the pattern first. Whatever they tried to erase was still there: designed for moments like this.
When the Narwhal lost contact with command and an enemy cruiser closed in, Raiden and his crew had one chance to deliver their warning before the Confederated Worlds walked blind into a war they didn’t understand.



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